Poetry

Why I Loved You?

By Ghalib Khalil The City School I talked to her about my feelings As I thought It would be like healing She told something really unknown That I forgot what was already known It was all just like a flick on an eye I died inside for which I never…

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Over and Done

By A. Gabriel Lasmarias AMA Computer University Philippines Image source: antoniopessoa-nale.com I closed my eyes to see The truth behind the voices i hear Sadness grasped me and hid Lifeless, I’m cold, I’m dead. I reached out with my hand As the light flickered almost in fade I was engulfed…

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The Rendezvous

By A. Gabriel Lasmarias AMA Computer University Philippines Image Source: garden-photos-com.photoshelter.com A path between rows of trees, of summer. A bridge on the river at the end of the trail, Leaves falling down, like a rain of green. Swaying trees, as the wind dances by. An empty bench, by the…

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Letter to My Mother

Mother’s Day Special By Arsh Azim University of Peshawar Peshawar Image source: http://www.coachjudithblog.com Dear Mom, I don’t know where you are but you still reside in my mind. You’re not in my heart because you never gave me a feeling of being a mother or maybe I was too young…

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Ambiance of my Jolted Land

By Fakiha Hassan Rizvi Punjab University Lahore Image source: www.blogs.state.gov Thick clouds of fear and terror are around Least bothered are those who have been crowned Sighs of grief and pain still remain unheard Deprived of peace is this unfortunate world Emaciated stomachs and parched tongues long for food People…

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Our Zeitgeist

By Zain R. Mian Lahore Grammar School (Paragon City)

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Of Emotions and Desires

By Dr Tuba Khan Ziaduddin University Image source: gilad.deviantart.com Sometimes it’s better to choke than to breathe a fresh air of lies Sometimes it’s better to drown than to swallow gulps of bitter realize There are numerous ways to bleed and to make oneself cry Just press the handle of…

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The OC Family

New Year Special the Voice of Youth By Hamza Asad Image source: montaraventures.com Lifting bazooka rockets Though we have empty pockets Our life is Chotee Motee… We’re called the family OC :P This is truly metamorphic This is the voice of youth It lets you gain momentum It is up…

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Humility and Gratitude

By Fakiha Hasan Rizvi Institute of Communication Studies University of the Punjab Lahore Image source: cae2k.com Briskly walking with his head erect Money and treasure, he aims to get He is in a stampede, chasing wealth Acute shortage of ‘humility and gratitude’ Compels him to slaughter a multitude The desire…

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To Serve, to Pray and to Love

By Muhammad Omar Iftikhar Institute of Business Management Karachi   Image source: fumco.net There stands a lonely man A spirit, a soul within His aim is to do good No crime or any sin He owns neither glitter nor any gold He isn’t afraid of summer, winter, hot or cold…

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From Despair to Death

By Nihal Ijaz Khan Lahore Grammar School for Boys Paragon City Campus Image source: gettyimages.com I walk this abandoned street, remembering that life which lay, Lay profoundly before my feet, just waiting for that day. For on that day I became a living dead, for committing a major sin. When…

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Oh Beacon

By Naveed Hassan College of Electrical and Mechanical Engineering NUST Rawalpindi   Image source: picturesofday.wordpress.com Oh beacon, please light my way for I have lost my bearing and walked astray I don’t wish for name, money or fame I ask for a sincere soul in a frame of clay A…

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The Drowning Child

By Anas Shafqat Liaquat University of Medical and Health Sciences Jamshoro Flailing his arms, struggling in vain, Was another child drowning, In the grasp of the merciless waters; He choked, and spluttered, And gasped for air, But none came, except more waters; His resistance chipped Apart bit by bit, His…

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This Haze

By Nihal Ijaz KhanLahore Grammar School for BoysParagon City Campus Image source: heebie.com It feels difficultto live in these daysWhere we rarely get to seebeyond this haze This haze which separatesus from the realityThe reality which is distanced from usby the authorities’ confidentialityThis haze which isin fact a smear of…

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جانے کیسی بستی تھی

By Haider MairajNational University of Computers and Emerging Sciences FAST Islamabad Photo contributed by the author. جانے کیسی بستی تھی زندگی بہت ہی سستی تھی اجڑے گھر اور بکھرے وجود خالی گھر دیوارے موجود ہر طرف ہی پانی پانی پر پینے کو میسّر نہیں پانی اجڑے بال خاموش آنکھیں شکستہ…

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